Abandoned Priest at the Hero’s Party

The Emperor’s Will

“You think it’s a guess?”

At the Emperor’s words, Ardein did not say anything. Sleeping on guesswork, she had never thought like that.

When the emperor saw that his daughter had no idea, he sighed and continued.

“Grimudo is not strong. No one knows exactly how strong he is, but it’s clear that Jim needs no words to say that he has powers beyond common sense.”

But, even that primordial demon lord must have been that strong from the beginning?

Was he born with the talent of being overpowered from the beginning, and was by nature a being who reigned above everyone else?

Would that talent be so great that it surpassed that of the hero who was a genius among geniuses, Urinell?

the emperor asked. The princess did not answer this time either. She had no idea about the grimudo. Strictly speaking, he’s someone you don’t need to worry about.

He, crouching quietly at the North Pole, is a legendary being that no one dares to touch. It is a living, breathing legend. No one is trying to bring the legend into reality.

Even the Trinity Church, while spreading their ideas across the continent, tries not to care as much as Grimudo.

The reason is that he is in the North Pole, outside the continent, so he won’t touch it first.

But even though he came to the continent and turned the Citadel Kingdom into the Citadel Republic.

Even the extremists of the Three Gods did not bring up the story of taking revenge on him. That is a natural disaster.

If you have been unlucky, you have no choice but to blame your own luck.

They only raised their voices in hopes that the next target would not be them, and they only poured out petitions. Because all the three goddesses leading the Trinity did not want an all-out war with Grimudo.

“It is the power of time that made him so strong. It is the power and knowledge that has been accumulated over countless years. That was a force that was impossible to overcome for us who were born a long time later than him, and I only knew that until now. But you told me it wasn’t like that.”

“Saplings of the lineage…!”

Even the princess had no choice but to realize now. The tree that transcends time and brings the future to the present.

Because I realized that the miracle was the most decisive way to bridge the gap between Grimudo and others.

“Hey, but the Arctic guy has just been withdrawn for all those years. Why would God have done a miracle for him?”

“Were you crouching? What do you mean by Grimudo? You’re thinking wrong. He was just watching. You think we and Kyo-guk have been holding down the Demon King for a while.”

So, it’s still a thing of the past.

And it’s a secret. The emperor did not meet the Arctic man in person.

However, there was an opportunity to measure the force through an indirect method. From that day on, he was sometimes envious of him in the Arctic.

Even without one person following, Grimudo is the king. Nothing in the world can go against his will. He is the Demon King in the true sense of the word.

In the eyes of the Emperor, he was the only person in the world who could claim to be the Demon King. The other demon kings were nothing more than demon chiefs in his eyes.

“If he wants to erase us all from the world, think about it. How much of the superhuman army you want to create is enough to deal with the monster corps of Grimudo.”

The emperor asked, and the princess did not answer this time either. This time, it wasn’t a thought.

But even if you don’t say it, you already know the answer. The emperor whispered slowly.

“Only work? million? ten million? If you have 30 million, can you deal with it?”

Thirty million troops? don’t be funny Even in the heyday of the empire, it was difficult for the army to exceed one million.

It is not too early for the emperor to have only the soldiers in possession of the military power, and after collecting the enlisted soldiers of the frontiers and local people from all over the country, the number that appears on the ledger is one million. This is a theoretical number that has never been reached in practice.

But with that million, even the shadow of Grimudo cannot be stepped on. It is enough for him to send out a few monsters of any kind. Even if there are a million soldiers, how on earth will they deal with the hordes of monsters of Grimudo that shake the earth with every step they take?

There is no need for the King of Monsters to appear in person, and the other monsters, including the Hydra, will be enough to overwhelm them. Thinking like this, Ardain also realized something.

The sapling of the lineage was not originally a miracle that was given to make what she thought it was.

The emperor smiled as he saw the princess with an expression that seemed to have realized something.

“No matter how many superhumans there are against the primordial demon king, it is meaningless. What is needed is one powerful transcendent who overwhelms everyone in his class.”

“Ardain. Although the seedling of a lineage seems like a miracle without limits, everything in this world is finite. How you distribute and use that finite power determines the future.”

He continued, pointing his finger at the burning beacon of the sanctuary.

“And one of those heroes, perhaps, is in front of me. I don’t think it’s a coincidence that you met that Kyle. Who can’t do something like that? You were guided by God without you even knowing it.”

“That… I never thought of it that way…”

“I think the kid you talked about, Loka, would probably be too. Think easy. If the three gods can choose the warriors, why can’t someone higher than him do it? He probably even foresaw that on the way to the North Pole you would come face to face with Grimudo.”

The emperor stretched out his arms and took his daughter once, beckoning him to go away.

“Then, I have decided what I have to do. Now, I will command you not as a father but as an emperor. Ardain. Open the door and call back those who left before. Jim has a story to tell in front of them.”

*****

“Are you doing well…?”

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Me and Roka are currently only pouring tea cups in the drawing room of the Imperial Palace.

For me, this cup of tea is also something to be grateful for.

Once upon a time, when I was traveling with Yurinelle, I met an old woman in worn out clothes. He was living in a hut without a modest home, and was crouching and limping.

I couldn’t bring him youth in my own strength, but I could straighten out a bent waist.

In gratitude, he took out an old bucket and poured water from the well to serve. It was the only drink he could give us. The water was not clean because the well had not been maintained for a long time.

Urinell frowned, and Parnell stopped me from spilling the glass. Lucia politely refused, but I drank all the water in case my grandmother would feel uncomfortable. Anyway, it was water with a feeling of gratitude, so I drank it gratefully.

And before leaving the road, I came to prepare a spring water.

This tea was given to me to treat guests, so I’m grateful, but Rocca… Well.

The child did not even look at the cookies that came with the tea. Our Rocca doesn’t like sweet things very much, and we hate bitter things more than likes or dislikes.

This tea water was bittersweet to Rocca, and the cookies seemed to be nothing more than lumps of flour. We didn’t say anything and our expression was dark, so we had to ask a maid next to us in the end. Can you make a dessert using eggs or milk?

Even so, in a place like this, I can’t ask for meat when it’s not even time for dinner yet. It was a compromise in its own right.

“That’s egg pudding!”

Fortunately, he gladly accepted the request, went to the kitchen, and after a while a cook brought a yellow pudding.

He confidently said that it was made with only eggs, milk, and honey, but Roca ate it with satisfaction. It’s probably not good for my palate to eat it as a sweet treat, but I still enjoy eating dishes made with eggs by children.

“You must not go in! No matter how high the archbishop is, that person is the princess’s guest…”

“Get away! I will see him.”

It’s not a dish I made, but anyway, when I’m looking at Rocca happily.

It was noisy outside. I heard shouts one after another, and an old man in a black coat walked towards me through the crowd. He looked at me and opened his eyes to say something.

Yep, we were spherical. I haven’t seen you in a long time, though.

“Armata, Archbishop. long time no see. How have you been?”

“You must have been that person at the time when you were next to the hero…”

He probably doesn’t remember me, but he probably remembers me only as the person next to Yurinelle, but I do.

It’s because Yurinel had previously introduced Priest Armata, the Archbishop of the Hillai Church in charge of the Parish of Grantera.

did you remember me His expression turned complicated.

“I didn’t know you had the power to heal the princess and make your majesty rise. I can see why that hero defeated the priests of the Kingdom who had volunteered, and chose you and put you by his side. It wasn’t just because they were hometown friends.”

I see Fortunately, everything seems to have worked out. It seems that the Lord has postponed His Majesty’s death. Only then could I breathe a sigh of relief.

“Then, is the warrior even here?”

“Perhaps he is still in the Demon Realm. I’m out of the party right now, so I don’t know.”

“Did you leave the party? Why don’t you help the hero?”

“Because now Saint Araidel is there.”

oh At that moment, as if realizing something, the Archbishop let out a deep sigh.

“I think we… had a big misunderstanding about you. Why has no one so far corrected that misunderstanding? Why didn’t anyone tell you who you serve?”

He reached out and grabbed my hand and infused me with divine power. The moment Goddess Helai’s power was about to flow through my body, the already full power of the Lord naturally drew that power and led me to another place. Is it an illusion? For a moment, the Archbishop’s divine power seemed to fluctuate.

“Now I remember.”

He took his hand off my hand and smiled bitterly.

“It was definitely Kyle. At that time, I thought you were an ordinary priest next to the hero, but neither you nor the person behind you were ordinary people.”

Ignoring the shaking of his hands, he continued.

“Can’t you see? Someone I serve just saw you. And the infinitely shining halo that lurks behind you. We need to reconsider our judgment of the one you serve.”

“Archbishop, there is one more thing I would like to say to you.”

Suddenly, when I realized that the person in front of me was the Archbishop of the Trinity Church, something I had to say came to mind.

You may already know this, but there’s nothing wrong with being certain.

“I think you probably already know, but a Shinigami appeared near the Vlad Territory in the southeast of the Empire. It is a Shinigami created by the grudges of young children.”

“You heard about it. Thanks to you, the entire denomination has an emergency. Everyone is busy running around now. This is what the big deal is. When there is no work, it is quiet, and when there is one, it comes out one after another.”

He took a deep breath, greeted me and turned his head.

“It was nice to meet you. Next time, not me, but an angel of the Church will come to you. But before that, I guess I’ll have to greet a guest first.”

Following the archbishop’s gaze, my gaze shifted. Passing by Roca, who did not take his eyes off me while eating egg pudding, I saw a blond man who somehow resembled a princess. It was just that, unlike the princess, her eyes were not green eyes, but ordinary wall eyes.

When the man saw the archbishop, he opened his mouth trembling.

“Gee, I didn’t know the Archbishop would be here.”

“I cannot be late for this. Well, let me introduce you. The Third Prince of the Empire, Prince Edmund von Illumina. prince decline. This is Kyle, a priest who serves the Old Gods.”

Then I want to talk to young people. Having said that, the archbishop disappeared.

The murmurs around him could no longer be heard. The prince looked at me and smiled, but the gaze in his eyes was not favorable. Of course, the emotion in his eyes soon turned into a good look.

“The benefactor of the imperial family who saved my father and healed my sister was right here.”

“I see you, the prince. My name is Kyle, a priest who serves hope.”

But it is the priest who must love his neighbor whether he loves me or hates me. He just smiled softly and said hello. I pretended I didn’t see it even though I didn’t keep it in my heart.

It was only slightly bitter. Probably because she didn’t seem to have a good relationship with the princess.